John, home for another three weeks before he went on active duty, kidded her and said that Branson was probably going to try and make her his sex slav... or something. Emily was turning into a very attractive young woman. She stood five foot seven and was quite slim. In the country here most girls got enough exercise that they had well toned muscles and Emily was no exception. She had developed a very attractive figure with nicely rounded, smooth curves, and John was not kidding when he told her. I rolled over so I was on top of Zak and started pushing my way down his body towards his rapidly approaching cock. I flicked my tongue over the head of his stiff eight inch cock before engulfing the whole thing in my mouth, sucking and stroking fast and hard. Zak was groaning very loudly and after ten minutes of this with some deep-throating and some tea bagging thrown in Zak came right down my throat. The load was too much for me though and I jumped off his cock and some off his semen hit me. Tremaine? I was wondering if perhaps you might have a vacant cabin this week?" the caller asked. "I've just discovered that I'm going to have a couple of weeks free and, since I've been wanting to visit your ranch I thought I might be able to take this opportunity." Yes, I have a number of vacancies," Eileen answered. "Rather a slow time of the year, just now." Good. I'm Doreen Mason, Mrs. Al Mason," the caller said. "From Los Angeles. Fred and Arlene Winston recommended your ranch; I believe. I got up with JJ when he asked me to dance again. On the floor he held me tightly to him and I could feel his erection rubbing my tummy. I started to pull away, but he held me firmly and began to move around quickly. I gave up and laid my head on his shoulder. I felt his hands moving on my back and realized that he was slipping them down the back of my dress. It felt good, and I didn't feel that I should cause a scene out here on the dance floor. He was gripping my ass cheeks and then I felt a.